I didn’t look both ways before crossing
Into what proved to be the intersection of my life.
The traffic racing by only served to blur my vision of you from across the street.
Passers by were the recollections of your countenance
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Really introspective work. Though your experiences are universal, they almost seem TOO personal, like you're overly caught up in the moment. You almost took your surroundings out of focus. I do love the metaphor of crossing the intersection. best care, goldy